Maile

July 29, 2012
By lilg123454 SILVER, Round Top, New York
lilg123454 SILVER, Round Top, New York
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Searching…smiles, I’m lost,
Peering through passing clouds
Arises questions,
Restlessness a given,
Rose petals plucked one, by one, by one.
Ordinary, far from it.
Where wind whispers, I’ll be there…


The author's comments:
There were two hidden messages in this poem for a very inspirational person in my life.

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